Married To My Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 474: The End Game

As they looked at the three men, Howard and Garwin observed them in shock.

"Who? Who is my son?" Garwin asked in desperation.

"You still need others to answers it?" Caryn scoffed, "What kind of a father are you?"

The three men simply looked at them with no emotions in their eyes, as if they were watching strangers.

It was the Queen and Howard’s stepbrother—Lenard—the son born of their father with another woman. Unlike them, Lenard didn’t have the royal bloodline, as only the children born of the queen—the previous queen—were considered true heirs.

Lenard arrived with his two sons, Rhys and Isac.

"Here is your son," Caryn said as she looked at Lenard’s younger son, Isac.

Garwin and Howard turned to look at him, stunned. Isac indeed resembled Garwin—more so than he resembled Lenard. But they had all accepted him as Lenard’s son, assuming it was just a coincident. But...

Isac looked at the two men. He had been told the entire truth about his reality just a while ago, and he was saddened by what his father and grandfather had done. There was not a tinge of affection in his eyes for them.

All these years, he had seen how Howard and Garwin treated them. The two always looked down on them and mocked them at every opportunity, simply because Lenard didn’t have royal blood. Lenard, on the other hand—despite not being his biological father—had treated him just as well as he treated Rhys, his own son. Isac had never felt any difference, never doubted his place. For him, Lenard and his wife were his real parents, and Rhys, his real brother—and that would never change.

The two men standing in front of him were nothing but murderers: the ones who had killed his mother and tried to kill a newborn child.

"My son?" Garwin asked Lenard. "Why do you have him? How?"

Lenard explained, "The doctor who handled your wife’s delivery was my friend. Through him, I found out what you two were planning. He felt terrible for the baby he had just helped bring into this world. While you thought the baby was killed, I had already taken him away with the help of that doctor and the hospital staff.

My only intention was to protect the innocent child. That’s why I never told you about Isac. I kept him hidden until he turned five and then brought him into my family as my adopted son. Even now, I had no wish to reveal this secret to anyone—it was something I had planned to take to my grave. But then Caryn convinced me. And I thought I shouldn’t keep him deprived of his rights as a royal blood." noveldrama

Lenard looked at Isac, "Whatever you decide, I am with you. It’s your life, your choice."

Isac simply hummed.

"My son?" Garwin said again and took a step toward Isac, but Isac stepped back. "I’m not your son."

"I am your father," Garwin insisted, his eyes moist.

"My father is already standing beside me," Isac said coldly, firmly taking Lenard’s hand. "He is the only father I have. I don’t know you."

"I didn’t want to kill you. I never wanted the throne. It’s just... my father forced me back then..."

"And you listened to him?" Isac countered. "A man who couldn’t protect his own wife and child—who didn’t even try to fight for them—does not deserve to be called a man. I will never recognize you as my father, nor do I wish to be recognized as someone of royal origin. I would rather live as the adopted son of my father, Lenard."

Garwin could only shed tears, while Howard looked as though he had lost everything—and that there was no point in fighting anymore. They were taken away to be punished according to Belvorn’s law.

Charlotte’s cries echoed as she too was led away. "No, I am the princess of this country. You can’t do this to me...."

The queen went to Lenard and thanked him for what he had done.

"He is our family. How could I let him die?" Lenard commented. "And he is my son now—nothing can change that."

Isac felt relieved to hear it and hugged his father, thanking him and showing his gratitude.

Later, the entire country came to know what Howard and Garwin had done, and the people supported their Queen and her decision. The Queen made a change in the constitution, declaring that the throne would no longer be biased based on the gender of the heir. The royal family member who was most capable would sit on the throne.

Despite Isac’s unwillingness, he was declared the Prince of Belvorn and was to take the throne after the Queen, who had already announced her decision to step down. She now wished to spend her remaining days with her family like any other ordinary person.

With everything settled in Belvorn, Caryn returned to the Imperial City—but not alone. The Queen accompanied her as well.

Natalie and Julia were waiting for them to arrive in the Imperial City and congratulate them in person for their victory over evil.

Once they reached the Imperial City and had rested enough, Natalie and Julia made their way to James’ home.

"Grandma," Natalie said as she hugged the older woman, who was over the moon to see her. "I am so happy to see you here."

The Queen was taken aback a little, as Natalie didn’t usually react this way, but she chose to keep herself calm and composed.

As Natalie kept hugging the old woman, she said, "Grandma, you feel so warm and comforting. I want to stay like this for longer."

The Queen let her be, and when the young woman finally let go, she said, "You have changed. Changed for the better. I’m sure it’s because you’re going to be a mother now."

"Not sure, but I’m just happy to see you here," Natalie said. "Along with Julia, I have you now—more great grandmas for my babies."

The Queen smiled and turned to Julia, who greeted her, "Good to see you again, Your Majesty."

The Queen chuckled, "I’m not a queen anymore, Julia. Just call me Catherine."

"Sure," Julia agreed and said, "And about this girl—she’s just happy to have another free old woman to gossip with and spend her free time, since she has nothing else to do."

Catherine looked at Natalie, "Hmm, so this is the reason."

"Not at all, Grandma," Natalie said confidently. "But then, what will you do as well, other than talk with me and Julia? It’s good to know what’s happening around and gossip... I mean talk about it."

The older women laughed. "Sure, we will gossip... talk with you heartily."

Caryn sighed and preferred to just watch them.

As they settled, Natalie couldn’t help but ask, "Grandma, what did you do with Charlotte?"

Catherine replied, "She’s young, and it’s not entirely her fault—she was raised that way. So, we punished her with three years of community service. She has to visit old age homes, orphanages, and different places where she can help, so she can understand the world and the struggles of underprivileged people. I hope that after that, she’ll know the right things to do in life."

"Hm, that’s a valid punishment," Natalie hummed.

"That was your mother’s decision," Catherine told her.

Natalie looked at Caryn, only to hear her say, "There’s no need to put someone in prison who doesn’t even realise what wrong they’ve done. Letting them face some harsh realities of life is a better way to teach them. She’s young. She can still do better in life."

Natalie agreed with the decision as well. In her eyes, her mother wasn’t blinded by revenge—she was being thoughtful and fair.

"I couldn’t be harsh with her, knowing she was just a pawn in the game," Natalie mumbled. "I do hope she gets it right now."